𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 | 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵. ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

ಇ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴛ. 2

Once they were both outside, Mitsuya made his way over to his own bike, straddling it with ease. He revved the engine, the sound filling the night with a steady rumble. He turned his gaze to her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Ready, princess?"

Kana took a deep breath, the cool night air filling her lungs. She could feel her heart racing with anticipation, but she wasn't about to back down now. She sauntered over to her own bike, straddling it with (almost) the same ease as him. She flashed him a confident smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Born ready."

Mitsuya's smirk widened at her response, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He was impressed that she still had so much confidence, even though he knew she was definitely out of her depth. "We'll see about that cocky attitude you have over there," he quipped, revving his engine once more. "Don't go complaining if you can't keep up with me."

She chuckled, the sound filled with bravado. "I won't be the one complaining." she shot back, her own bike purring to life beneath her.

She could practically feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins to her very bones, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she was in for a ride, but she was ready to be able to ride besides him either way.

With a shared glance, they both revved their engines in unison, the sound filling the night air. And with that, they shot off, speeding down the open road side by side. The wind whipped through their hair, sending a thrill down their spines.

Mitsuya couldn't help but glance over at Kana, watching her face as she focused on keeping up with him. She was determined, that much was clear. But he was impressed with how well she was managing to stay with him. Her face was set in concentration, her eyes focused on the road ahead. She was holding her own surprisingly well.

A sense of pride filled him as they rode beside each other, the wind rushing past them. He recalled their first time on his bike together, when he had taught her the basics. Back then, she had been a nervous and clumsy beginner, but now she rode with a surprising amount of skill and confidence. He couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic and proud of how far she had come since then.

It made him proud to see her holding her own against him on the bike, even if he knew deep down that he was still the more experienced one. Still, he had to admit that she was doing better than he had expected.

He glanced over at her, seeing the determination on her face and the way she expertly maneuvered her bike. Every time he looked, he was struck by how beautiful she looked riding beside him under the soft moonlight. Her hair flowed freely, catching the gentle night breeze, and her eyes sparkled with excitement and focus. The moonlight highlighted her features, giving her an almost ethereal glow, making her look even more captivating.

With a small smirk, Mitsuya increased his speed, his bike's engine roaring louder as he took the lead. He couldn't help but test her a bit, seeing if she could keep up with his faster pace. He glanced over his shoulder, watching as Kana responded by speeding up as well, her bike picking up the pace to stay right behind him.

As Kana sped up to keep pace with Mitsuya, a rush of nostalgia washed over her. They had been in this position before, with him leading the way as she tried to keep up.

She had been a beginner then, nervous and clumsy on the bike as she learned the ropes. But now, years later, she was riding confidently beside him—and holding her own, no less.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, a mixture of affection and exhilaration swirling within her.

The wind whipped through her hair, the cool night air adding to the excitement she felt. She was proving herself to him, and it felt good. She could feel his gaze occasionally glance over his shoulder, his smirk telling her he was both impressed and challenged by her.